Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds

Titanic (1997)

This is one more my favorite sonnets by Shakespeare, I've been reading it these days a lot.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
 I never writ, nor no man ever loved. 


 Its translation in Georgian is just superb!

მოყვარულ გულებს შეუღლება არ ეკრძალება,
და მაინც გრძნობას არ დაარქვათ ტრფობის სახელი,
თუკი იოლად აჰყვა ყველა ფერისცვალებას,
თუკი დასჩემდა მერყეობა არგასამხელი.
რადგან ტრფიალი აღმართულა შუქურის მსგავსად,
გრიგალიც ვერ სპობს, თუმც წალეკავს ბევრჯერ დაპირდა,
აღრიალებულ სტიქიონში მოხვედრილ ნავსაც
ტრფობის ვარსკვლავი მიაცილებს მყუდრო ნაპირთან.
ტაკიმასხარად ვერ გაიხდის სიყვარულს ჟამი,
ის მხოლოდ ღაწვებს ჩამოღვენთავს დამჭკნარ ვარდებად,
ყველაფერს ცელავს ჟამთასრბოლის ყოველი წამი,
სიყვარული კი არასოდეს დასამარდება.
მაგრამ თუ ვცდები, თუ მატყუებს ჩემი ოცნება,
ვერც მიჯნურებად გავჩენილვართ, ვერცა მგოსნებად.

Into the Wild

Here are some of my favorite quotes from "Into the Wild", directed by Sean Penn.

"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun".

If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed. 

The sea's only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel strong. Now I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once. To find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions. Facing the blind death stone alone, with nothing to help you but your hands and your own head. 

Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause "the West is the best." And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild. - Alexander Supertramp May 1992